Lucy Grange vs Shinji Okazaki

Standard Match won via pinfall or submission



In the back Lucy was getting ready for her match, it had been quite sometime since the young woman had been in the squared circle. Not since that match at Summer Splash, where Ms Grange was defeated by Juniper Nayle. Who had then gone on with Nick Solem to challenge Lucy's Brother Ryan and their right hand man John, who won in their first ever title defence of the tension tag belts.

That was all well and good but Lucy wasn't one to rest on her laurels, she had been doing some harsh training with her Brother. Training that might seem crazy and brutal to the common person, but Ms Grange knew that she needed to get into gear. This time whoever she was fighting tonight, Shin or whatever their name was going to be roadkill.

"Time to show them all....." Lucy muttered to herself in the mirror, looking over her attire. As per usual the girl looked every part like a British student, it fit the bill for her group. She was the cute eye candy, but this match she also had to show she was just as capable as the other members of Britain's finest.

A stagehand notified Lucy that was time for her to step up, giving a nod to her Ms Grange made her way backstage near the entrance ramp. The girl did some light stretching, so that she didn't end up tearing anything during this match. The British girl waited for the song to play, her entrance song.

The song known as Love, fury, passion, energy by Boy Hits Car started to play, orange mist began to appear on the entrance ramp. And Ms Grange waited still, for the lyrics to hit.

"She's like a lost flower. Growing up through a crack, in the bustling sidewalk. Moving like a river so sad."

That was when Lucy appeared, advancing through the coloured fog. To the loud cheers of the crowd, both in Tension and Friction Ms Grange had gathered quite the following even before she became a member of the UK Elite. As Britain's baby girl made her way towards the ring she smirked and slapped hands with the people at the front row of the crowd, which was then followed with her making her way up the steel steps.

Standing on her tip toes with a hand above her eyebrows Lucy would look out to all the people, giving a happy wave before entering the ring. Ms Grange then skipped her way towards the far right corner, standing atop the turnbuckles and sitting cross legged atop it. From here she'd get a view of her opponent and be able to size them up, so that way Lucy could see if she was going to be for a hard fight or not.

Shinji adjusted his dress. A nice lady did his make-up so he wouldn't have to, and he was looking and feeling good. The crossdresser had yet to put on a single pound of muscle during his whole time here in Kyoto, but he was having fun. The appellation of jobber had been flung against him numerous times, but he didn't really mind. As long as you were having a good time then it was all good.

And dear god was the boy having a good time. One time at one of the drag shows, a fan asked for his autograph. The boy nearly burst with joy. While Shinji wasn't exactly bursting with joy at the moment, he was certainly feeling very excited- he had a match with a woman called Lucy Grange. Apparently she was quite the wrestler. This was sure to be a very interesting match. The crossdresser privately hoped he could sneak her a few kisses.

One of the techs cut his hopes before they could go on too long and informed the wrestler that it was nearly time to go at it. Shinji hopped and skipped and bounced to the entrance. The crowd was teeming with excitement and he could feel the electricity in the room- oh, this was going to be so much fun.

Shinji's music started up, and the boy stepped outside to a somewhat subdued reaction. He waved and smiled and tried to get the crowd as excited as he was. He strode down the ramp confidently and hopped in the ring. His eyes roved up and down Lucy- she looked tough!

"Hi, I am Shinji." He said with a small bow.

Ms Grange was wondering just who her opponent was tonight, she didn't really find much about this person. The name sounded Japanese, fair enough this was Japan she was in. The name sounded like a guy's, which would also make sense considering she was in Tension. Truth be told Lucy didn't care all that much, she just wanted to get into a match after that disaster of Summer Splash. Redeem herself in her mind and set up her comeback, this was going to be it.

Shortly after contemplating that Lucy's opponent arrived, Aerosmith. Okay cool, flashbacks to Saints Row there. But the song wasn't Don't want to miss a thing, and considering what her opponent was wearing tonight. It didn't take Ms Grange too long to put two and two together, but in truth the British girl wasn't fazed all that much. If there was one thing Britain's baby girl had learned was that Japan had all sorts, hell her right hand man John once claimed to be ambushed by power rangers while walking down the street.

Still again Lucy reminded herself that it had been quite a while since she'd fought in an official match, the last thing she'd do is get picky when she could get a chance to show off what she was made of. Besides it seemed at least this Shinji person acted polite, that was another thing Ms Grange learned of in this country. Very polite people, outside of friction and tension that is.

Ms Grange decided that it was time to get down to business, Shinji looked confident. That was something Lucy liked in her opponents, being able to carry yourself in the ring was the most important thing. Of course time was going to tell if Shinji could rock that dress or not, better do so. Cause Lucy was going to be bringing it.

"Well hey Shinji. I'm Lucy Grange. Hope we have a good match." Lucy said while doing some arm stretching. Ms Grange showed respect to her opponent before the match, part of the parcel for her in her wrestling upbringing.

Once the bell rung usually the British woman was going to go right in with some explosive offence, something fancy. Now though Lucy was wanting to try something else, test the waters so to speak. With that in mind Ms Grange would make her way into the centre of the ring, staking out Shinji. If her opponent dared to get near then the blonde schoolgirl would try to fire out a swift right legged kick to the side of the gut, when it came to strikes in the UK Elite that was the spot that she filled after all.

"I like your outfit, Lucy Grange..." As much as he wanted to become serious, he just couldn't suppress her bounciness. Shinji, 90% of the time, had no idea what he was doing in the ring. And unfortunately for the crossdresser, this was one of those times. The bell rang which almost served as a reminder that he was here to wrestle, not compliment.

Shinji hunkered down into what would usually pass as a wrestling stance. His legs were wide and his knees were bent. One of the nice things about his blue dress was that he could move around a lot, even if that meant that everyone got to see his red panties. He liked it, as much as he didn't want to admit it. Flirting like that. But he liked winning more, and he wanted to win a match for the first time in his life.

He advanced steadily towards Lucy, cautiously, carefully. He felt a quiet sense of trepidation with each passing inch. They were the exact same height and almost the exact weight, judging just from looks. Maybe Shinji had a few more pounds. The extra weight he had almost certainly wasn't muscle, however.

So Shinji made his way to the center of the ring. The consequence of his efforts was a cannon blast to his side- Shinji lacked the time to avoid it and couldn't counter. Holding his side, he fell to the mat and closed his eyes from the pain. That wasn't a very good start at all...

Ms Grange was wanting to focus entirely on this battle, even if her opponent looked arguably cuter than her. Still that didn't sit right with Lucy, she preferred proper guys. She'd hung around with them all her life after all which affected her views, the British girl smirked upon hearing Shinji compliment her schoolgirl outfit. This was the actual one she wore back home in Britain, although the skirt was a bit shorter than it was back then. Just for the fanservice of course. But here flattery was going to get Shinji nowhere, Lucy would make sure of that.

Lucy was wanting to use this time to build up her plan, striking was her forte. People were oft surprised to learn she had no actual martial arts practise, it was all picked up from gymnastics and just hitting people hard enough. It served Ms Grange well enough back in the indie circuit of Asia, so that strike was just to set the pacing. If the UK Elite's woman managed to set the pacing then it'd make her victory much more easier.

What she didn't expect though was the impact's effect, it was an opening shot more than anything else. Shinji just seemed to bowl right over there, it actually made Ms Grange pause briefly. Lucy kinda thought her opponent would stagger to the side or maybe, and she hoped not that he'd manage to grab her leg. Maybe he did that to fake out the British girl, heck at a distant glance odds were she'd probably think it was a chick. But still it seemed that Lucy had the advantage, and she was going to press on it.

"C'mere you!" Lucy said making to grab Shinji's arm and prop him back up to a vertical position in preparation for an Irish whip to the ropes, if Ms Grange was getting the chance to start setting up her gameplan then she was sure as heck going to take it. Her old man did always tell her that if you got the chance then you took it!

Shinji clutched his side while he was on the ground. Part of him recognized that he wasn't going to be allowed to just lie on the ground, that an experienced wrestler such as Lucy wasn't going to suffer that. Sure enough Shinji's arm was grabbed by an unknown, unseen force that probably greatly resembled a British school girl. Shinji's suspicions were confirmed and he was promptly sent to the ropes for his efforts.

But Shinji was nothing if not crafty. Mostly nothing, but still kinda crafty. The pain in his side demanded some retribution and retribution is exactly what he wanted to serve up even if all he could do was serve it in a meager dose. Before he reached the British bombshell he left the terrestrial restraints of the earth and launched himself at his opponent with a solid if technically unsound tackle.

The crowd seemed genuinely amazed that Shinji was going on offense. It was hard to blame them for not expecting much out of the little crossdresser but still, it wasn't a good feeling. Flying through the air was a good feeling however and Shinji's little legs propelled him straight towards Lucy's lovely hips. The boy yelled out as he angled for a takedown.

Lucy might have been about the same height as Shinji, but when it came to upper body strength Ms Grange could be quite good at it in a pinch. Not as much as her Brother, but still the young woman made sure not to be a slouch in any department if she could at all help it. It was expected of her after all, given the amount of time spent in Asia's indie circuit.

Still Ms Grange's current situation wasn't one she was used to, and that was sending her opponent to the ropes. Usually in her matches with guys, she was the shorter one and was thus the one whipped to the ropes. But the role reversal did feel kinda nice, while it lasted that is. What goes around comes around, and sure enough Shinji was on the rebound.

The British schoolgirl was thinking maybe firing a knee into the jaw, or something dynamic like that. But what she didn't expect was Shinji moving in fast and going on the attack, the male blonde rushing Lucy with a tackle right to the gut. Ms Grange's eyes went wide, and she let out a loud grunt as she was struck down to the mat. This wasn't good, the enemy had struck a good blow and Lucy was down. What was she to do? Britain's baby girl tried to harshly shove Shinji off of her and try to crawl away, one hand on her back to try and nurse the pain. There went any hope of building something up.

Shinji was happy that the move came off without a hitch. All his momentum was directed right at the girl and the move went through. The crowd politely applauded. And before he could really follow up on his move, he was rudely shoved off of his opponent. Shinji was bewildered at her strength. He would have been moaning on the mat like some pathetic weasel after such a hit.

But it looked like Lucy was made of something stronger. She was looking for a way out. Shinji wasn't the most experienced kid in the ring, but he knew when to press his advantage when he had one, no matter how slight. The problem was Shinji did not have an arsenal of moves to call from- he knew a few, sure, but he couldn't throw the book at her.

So he went for something simple, something easy. He tried to run up and grab her and swing his leg over her. From there, he could hit her with a Boston crab!

Lucy was thanking her lucky stars, for her endurance. Granted when compared to the other members of the UK Elite, Ms Grange couldn't take as much punishment before buckling. But still the gruelling regime the trio did made sure that if you could go through it, then you could certainly take a good pounding in the squared circle.

This suited the British schoolgirl well, seeing as how her gameplan often revolved around being on the offence and being like a cockroach. You just couldn't really get rid of her till the last bit, back home in school the boys had nicknamed her spitfire in light of her that.

But down on the ground was a bad place, in light of Lucy's attempt to escape from her opponent and get her bearings Shinji was on her. And was able to apply a Boston crab on Britain's baby girl, memories of her match at Summer Splash springing to mind. Lucy winced as she would feel the pressure on her legs, pounding the mat with angry and balled fists.

"Rhn, god dammit...." she would mutter out. But there was one good thing, Lucy's moving to escape her enemy had resulted in the ropes being nearer that would usually be best to apply the hold. So it wouldn't be long before the British girl could escape to the ropes, which would make the ref girl prompt Shinji to release the hold. Once he did so however, Lucy was going to throw out a kick behind him. Most likely it'd hit his rear, more out of spite than anything else.

The grin on Shinji's face spread from ear to ear when he had Lucy there in the Boston Crab. He felt like a real wrestler for once, despite the dress, despite the make-up, despite all teh doubts constantly assailing him. Here he was- he had a woman who had been at Summer Splash in his clutches. And then she slipped. Bit by precious bit she started slipping away, closer to the safety of the ropes. The crowd picked up on what Shinji already knew. She was going to get away, and there was little to nothing the boy could do about it.

Like night follows day, Lucy made it to the ropes. Shinji was far too aware of his own skills to be anything other than insouciant about it and he didn't rage at the referee. He was kicking himself inwardly, but that was the only real emotion the crossdresser felt. Aw, shucks. And then something came on that made him regret losing the hold a whole lot more.

A swift kick was launched at his small derriere and caused him to lurch forward a bit. Shinji found his footing a few feet away and wheeled around. The kick abruptly woke him up. He was in a match, dammit, and there was no time for any nonsense like regrets. His tiny dukes were up, and he was going to have to be ready to fight.